Being a teenager isn't all that different from being part of someone else's story. There's always someone who thinks they know better than you do

When you love someone, you don't see parts of him you don't like.

I don't base my books on my life (thank goodness) and I don't pick the topic first. In fact, the topic picks me - via a question I can't answer as a mom, a wife, a woman, an American. I find myself wondering "What if..." and it blossoms into a whole novel.

I imagined what it would be like to hold a butterfly in your hands something bejeweled and treasured and to know that despite your devotion it was dying by degrees.

Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home

You know what the difference is between a dream and a goal?... A plan.

That's what happens to dreams, life gets in the way.